[Dorian can only stare in horror at the scene being displayed on his device. Heather had been right -- the dog lacked a brain, because no creature in their right mind would pee on something odd and moving, no matter how innocent it was.]

[And then he's jerked away rather dizzyingly, leaving him to both clutch at his stomach and consider the implications of this most recent development.]

Mayhaps the snowman will melt beneath the force of his... release? It... tends to be warm after all. [A beat] If not, then I sincerely apologize for the unfortunate demise of your pokemon.